on the beach:
Sirens lure me off the shore, convincing me there’s something more.
Pushed & pulled by turning tide, turbulence beckons as my bride.
in the deep:
Churning & turning where danger dwells, staying afloat above the swells.
way too far:
Lost at sea without control, barely breathing my only goal.
tossed in waves, desiring land, losing sight of distant sand.
out of breath:
lost the vision to live & thrive, merely moving to survive.
on the verge:
breathing now in jeopardy, the shore a distant memory.
in my mind:
never leaving home at all, paralyzed by pending squall.